The joy of crappy movies.

I watched two movies yesterday, in between the rugby, family guy and pizza fest at andys.

The first film is one of my favourites purely for the sheer joy of filmaking that blasts out from every frame. ARMY OF DARKNESS is a fun stupid movie that just revels in the fact that its being made! Its a spoof heroic action adventure horror with bits of actual horror and the most quoteable dialouge in Christendom.

Hail to the King, Baby.

It works on so many levels because it is just having fun with what its doing. It both obeys and enjoys the genre. Its hard to belive its directed by the same guy thats made three po-faced spiderman films.


The other movie I watched was much much worse. Despite featuring a couple of interesting conceits (all knicked and done better by other films) Willam Dafoe in drag and Billy Connolly as a hard as granite hitman (yes, THAT Billy connolly) its a contender for a bad movie monday award. With a five cent simplistic take on morals and values its a hatchet job of a film badly made terribly thought out and missing key pieces of footage. And the script is wankier than something I knocked out with a friend at the tender age of sixteen. I'll see if I can dig it out for you to compare and contrast.

THE BOONDOCK SAINTS is totally shite and yet oddly compelling. The story behind it is fasinating. Now I haven't watched the Documentry OVERNIGHT yet but thats on the agenda for this afternoon. It concerns the writer director of the film being feted as the next big thing based on the script for this movie. I am incredulous to say the least!